The bolt holding the chain to the door gave way and the door flew backwards. Forcing the her father backwards into the flat. As he entered the flat, t...e father recovered and came at him.He used her father’s momentum against him. Causing him to slam into the wall by the door and then delivered a solid punch to the ribs. The father fell to the ground as his wife charged at the intruder with a frying pan. He punches her squarely in the stomach causing her to drop down next to her husband. The. At first she tried pushing him off her, but she was trapped under him. Besides, all the pushing made John even more insistent and he moved up on her, pinning her under him. Help, she screamed as she struggled to throw him off, when he suddenly stopped kissing her and looked into her eyes. “For once, don’t think and just let go,” he whispered huskily as he started kissing her again. Oh my god, he’s high and so am I, she thought as all her strength started leaving her. Her buzz mingled with his. I had crossed a line, but I just couldn't turn back. I had never felt such an emotional connection to anyone on this level. I was being selfish. I saved that picture, his dick looked like it had been sculpted, and it was framed by a taut and muscled stomach. He even had a happy trail that led down to it. He was well groomed, which shouldn't have surprised me. I found myself looking and imagining that very fine penis within my reach, what did he taste like? What would Dad feel like inside of me?. I call this appetite to fuck the not recently fucked, “I miss them.”I really missed Carla. Carla’s back! We aren’t wasting any time, either. I’ve had her every which way at least twice. She’s begging me,“Please? Go fuck someone else for awhile. I need a break! I’l just watch, dear.”Strangely, the once and only former fuck I enjoyed with the “Wild Thang Kids”, created some sort of bond with them, and I frequently fondly remember their wild unleashed passions and excellently mimicked.